On ‘adulting’

​Wake up

Dear child.

It’s time

To take out

The stars

In your eyes;

It’s time

To wear your mask

And hide 

Your cries;

It’s time

To wear the shackles

And say good bye;

It’s time

To put your dreams

In dark closets 

And hope that with time;

Your dreams will be real

And so will that smile.

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